Some of you are wondering where I have been. Why I have not been writing.

I have hit the wall that Herb hit back in December. The "Wow! Marriage is tough and I have exceeded my strength and energy output abilities" wall. I am a bit twisted and have historically had a much higher tolerance for chaos. At times, you might even say, I enjoy, create and indulge in chaos and crisis.

But now. Right now. I am done. I have met my match. Hit my limit. I am done. And I am tired.

So, what that means for my blog is that my heart is heavy and my creativity is limited. So, I will be back at some point. I just don't know when.


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Blogger Sherri Whiteford said...

Haven't we all been there... I'll be praying for you. BTW- Allison's doing great and not because of my good parenting. Pretty much as soon as I told her about the "God box" she turned the corner. I told her we'd do it a few weeks ago and still haven't done it. Shame on me. Anyway - I know she did at least one "journaling" and is a much different child. Even if this crisis is solved, I'm sure I'll need much more of your wisdom in the future. And even though you are poured out right now, your strength will be renewed...

5:55 PM, June 06, 2006  
Blogger bansheewigs said...

you're in a good place. sounds creepy, but there is much growth in our times exhaustion. our 'strength' corrupts our relationship with Our Creator. looking forward to your next post, whenever that is.

11:22 PM, June 06, 2006  
Blogger Jennifer Coomer said...

i have missed your posts. but friends...friends are friends forever if the lord's the lord of them and a friend will not say never coz the welcome will not end though it's hard to let you go in the father's hands we know that a lifetimes not too long to live as friends.

8:26 AM, June 07, 2006  
Blogger peanutgallery said...

Oh Jennifer. I think you just won denverherbie's heart in friendship.

9:57 AM, June 07, 2006  
Blogger denverherbie said...

Sorry I didn't respond sooner, I was packing up the dreams God's planted in the furtile soil of you. Then I also got held up for a moment because I couldn't believe the hopes He's granted.

Anyway, nicely played jennifer!

11:22 AM, June 07, 2006  
Blogger Sherri Whiteford said...

This is Matt, not Sherri but I don't have an account. I just thought I'd weigh in on this brilliant verbal work of art. Cara, won't you pray for me... and I'll pray for you. Pray that we will keep the common ground. Won't you pray for me, and I'll pray for you. And one day love will bring us back around... again. (note: Sherri strenously objected to my committment to the lyrics in their entirety) (note 2: Sherri helped me spell most of the words in this posting)

8:03 PM, June 07, 2006  
Blogger Cara said...

matt, i think i heard a word from the Lord about the future for you and your family . . . it was a still, small voice. but it said:
"Go west young man."

9:26 AM, June 08, 2006  
Blogger Cara said...

"the furtile soil of you" . . . "one day love will bring us back around again" . . .
geez, the michael w. sure is frisky. i've never had a friend quite like that! (except you, herb)

9:32 AM, June 08, 2006  
Blogger Lolita said...

i have been on a long vacation from my blog too. my reason for exhaustion has more to do with an excess of progesterone, that causes an excess of vomit.

it's hard to think creatively, and type when you're dangling your head over the kitchen sink, praying for death. 8 weeks of morning sickness & counting so far!

5:06 PM, June 10, 2006  
Blogger BJ said...

I posted it :)

12:21 PM, June 13, 2006  

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